The Dark Depths of Purgatory
Unknown story of Lost
Disclaimer: Hey everyone as you all know this story does not belong to Lost and Lost does not belong to me. Whatever happens in this story is not real and not gonna happen in Season 2. SO enjoy this story and be afraid, very afraid! )
The sun rose as Sawyer awoke from the comforts of his not-to-shabby home. But it seems as though he wasn't in his nice comfortable hut on the beach, but in the caves being watched by numerous amount of faces heaped in worry.
"Ya'll gonna stare at me all day?" he said trying to make a joke out of the gloomy atmosphere.
"You don't remember what happened do you?" Jack came walking to the crowd. He seemed to be sleepier then ever and maybe even tear stricken. Sawyer didn't realize that he had no recollection of what happened on that unfaithful night. Walt. He remembered!
He quickly sat up and jumped up failing to notice that he was bleeding.
"Now I do! Wheres Walt did you get em! Where is Mike! Wheres the raft?"
The face on Jacks face was one that struck Sawyer with premonition. He saw the same face on Jack when Boone was on his death bed. He knew it didn't happen.
"You were near death, you should get some rest. The rest of us are gonna go with Locke to the hatch. Wait a minute wheres Locke?
Jack was worried, there were so many problems and so many unanswered questions waiting to be answered. He had hoped to travel down the Dark Depths in order to find some. He found himself a cm away from the hatch staring deep into the darkness and didn't realize the deep blue eyes staring back at him.
"Jack! Jack! Wake up, it's me Locke!"
Jack woke up from his day dream and almost fell on top of a dirty Locke.
"I was just trying to go down to take a look at whats down there, you wanna join me?" Although this seemed like a good idea Jack was still hesitant to go down there. Not knowing what he'll find it wasn't a good idea to risk his life, for many peoples lives may be in danger if he were not present. So much has happened in the past three nights. On the raft Walt was taken away by the mysterious others, Sawyer was shot in the arm and near death if Mike had not saved him and now he had the shaft on his hands.
"I'll sit out on this one maybe after you check it out" Jack said.
Locke turned around and began climbing down the long dark staircase. Jack watched and did not know if he would ever see Locke again.